How long, O LORD? Will You forget me forever? How long will you hide Your face from me? How long must I take counsel in my soul and have sorrow in my heart all the day? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me? Consider and answer me, O LORD my God; light up my eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death, lest my enemy say, ‘I have prevailed over him,’ lest my foes rejoice because I am shaken. But I have trusted in Your steadfast love; my heart shall rejoice in Your salvation. I will sing to the LORD, because He has dealt bountifully with me. (Psalm 13:1-6)
I find myself often asking a similar question these days.
How long? How long, O Lord, will we continue to feel the effects of the coronavirus pandemic?
How long will underserved communities experience such pain?
How long will people within our country, and even the church, be in such disunity?
I have yet to hear any answers to these questions. But I find comfort in this psalm — not because it provides answers but because it redirects my concern.
For the first two-thirds of this short psalm, David bemoans his own ignorance of God’s timing. He cries out for deliverance from his enemies. But then David responds in remembrance of who God is.
He doesn’t declare his trust in God’s timing but in His steadfast love.
David relies not on physical safety but on God’s salvation, whatever that looks like. That is where we must find our comfort in these difficult times.
Our world is broken.
We are broken.
Our enemy seeks to triumph over us.
But we know our God is for us.
We know Jesus is coming back.
And until He does, we must look to Him.
Remember, it is a radical act to worship Jesus and look forward to His return, even as we continue to see disheartening news stories. Even when the peppy Christmas carols on the radio clash with the harsh world around us, we can trust that Jesus is good.
Pray and Reflect
Take time to look forward today.
Anticipate the end of illness, pain and injustice.
Hold on to the tension you feel between eagerly awaiting Christ’s return and celebrating that He has already come to earth to die for our sins. (written by Elliott Dodge)